big fish

Big Fish (2003) is one of the most beautiful movies i've watched so far. I am well aware of the fact that i can be accused of being a silly melodramatic girly, but i honestly don't care, since i have always adored storytelling (no wonder i am a great fan of fred&farid's essay on advertising being storytelling and so on). Plus, i am a Tintin huge fan (comics fan in general, to be more precise). And these two characteristics enjoyed every single minute of this movie. Thing is, if Tim Burton knows to do something really well, that something is to tell stories. And if people enjoyed and believed in such stories a little more, we would probably live in a better world.

But for those of us who spend most of the time unleashing our imagination and occasionaly finding outrageous explanations for every single detail, for those who look at this world the way everybody else does, but manage to see it quite differently (that is, in that particular, special way), for those who are never ashamed of smiling from their hearts, and who are willing to believe in the most out of the ordinary issues, and who never shout "nonsense" when exposed to something which seems unreal, this movie might be a very pleasant way of spending some time.

As far as the plot is concerned, the movie is no more than a story about some guy trying to find out the real side of his dying father, while reconstructing his fantasy-like side from all sorts of myths his father told him about himself. I can hardly wait to watch the many goodies on the DVD, about which i might add some updates at a later date.

Young Ed Bloom: There's a time when a man needs to fight and a time when he needs to accept that his destiny's lost, the ship has sailed and that only a fool will continue. The truth is I've always been a fool.

Young Ed Bloom: Now I may not have much, but I have more determination then any man you're likely to ever meet.

lost highway

It's been a very long break, for which i deeply apologize, but the thing is that i've really been terribly busy. Which unfortunately means that i didn't have much time to watch movies, as much i was craving for them, and that i had even less time to post. Hopefully, i'm getting back on track.

Lost Highway is a David Lynch movie. For any regular movie-watcher, this should say pretty much. Because i believe that any regular movie-watcher has a strong opinion on Lynch and his style.

Personally, i love Lynch and his movies for several reasons. First of all, because in my opinion, they provide a very engaging perspective on dysfunctional minds. I mean if you happen to watch some Discovery FBI or forensic files on psychopaths with a totally deviant behavior, or just read something related and you find yourself wondering what on earth could drive a person mad enough to commit something totally out of the ordinary, movies like Lost Highway might actually provide some relevant insight. David Bowie singing "I'm deranged" at the beginning and at the end of the movie is no surprise, or coincidence from this point of view.

Second, there is the soundtrack. As far as i am concerned, the soundtrack helps a lot in building the perfect atmosphere and inducing the viewer a very "accurate" state of mind in accordance with the movie. No wonder: we have Trent Reznor working a lot for Lost Highway soundtrack, which is obviously "psychological" enough, and then there are Bowie, and Manson, and Lou Reed...just to give you an idea.

The plot, in brief, would sound like this: after a weird encounter at a party with some obsessively funny-looking man, some guy is accused of murdering his wife, but is curiously "replaced" the next day with a young mechanic, and has to start it all over. As this fascinating nightmare unravels, keep in mind the fact that it's like when you're lost or unsure on a lost highway and you just go with the flow...After all, "i think there is no such thing as a bad coincidence."